Senescence, the Last Half of LifeHall, G. Stanley (Granville Stanley)
Science
Senescence, the Last Half of Life
Hall, G. Stanley (Granville Stanley)
Geriatrics
Many modern writers, like Cicero’s Cato, ascribe great efficacy to the
accumulated examples of old men who have achieved exceptional success
late in life, not only in business, arts, and letters but in the
greatest art of all, that of conserving health and youth. We can easily
conceive of a new temple of fame to immortalize those who have mastered
the art of deferring senility and death.
Captain G. E. D. Diamond[86] claimed to be 103 and in his book tells us
how he lived--no sweets, meats, stimulants, tobacco, tea, or coffee;
had never married; found a panacea in olive oil taken internally and
with which he once or twice daily rubbed his body; found great virtue
in a cup of hot water at breakfast, grapefruit at luncheon, bread
buttered with olive oil; used milk, and fish. He discants at length
upon the kinds, purity, and mode of application of his panacea and is a
polemic vegetarian.
The late Cardinal Gibbons[87] thinks no one ever died of hard work and
says that he almost never had an idle moment. He forced himself to
lie in bed at least eight hours and did not worry if he did not fall
asleep. The foundations of health are laid in youth and he laid the
greatest stress upon plenty of regular exercise suitable to one’s age,
moderation in eating and drinking, plenty of sleep, an occupation, and
avoidance of worry.
John Burroughs[88] said, in 1919, that he was better than thirty years
before. Old age is no bugaboo but is a question of cutting out things,
as he did with tea, coffee, eggs, raw apples, pastry, new bread,
and alcohol, never having used tobacco. He was better by leaps and
bounds when he omitted eggs, a suggestion he derived from Professor
Chittenden. Malnutrition is the door through which most of our enemies
enter. He retired at nine, rose at six in the winter and with the sun
in summer, walked three hours in the forenoon, read from seven to nine
in the evening, was much out-of-doors, and thought he wrote more and
better in the last three than in any other three years of his life. And
yet he did not come of a long-lived ancestry.
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